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I've gotten 2 "winks" on match.com in the last week and a half. My grand total right now is 3. Somehow, however, this is not inspiring me to join. I guess it's hard for me to spend $40 ($30 a month for 3 months, $20 a month for 6 months) on something I still am not convinced is worthwhile.

But I also think I would have a fundamental problem ever committing to someone on match.com. This isn't because there would be that stigma of meeting on the Internet. On the contrary, I love the Internet, I think it's a good resource for, well, everything! It only makes sense that as we evolve services like this appear. It's more that with how people are commodified in such an obvious, simple way on match.com I'm afraid I would always think, "oh, she came up on my search for single women in the area a month ago, but what would happen if I searched now?" It gives you this easy, "could I do better?" feeling that is inescapable. It has the potential to make you think that you're settling, and if you just keep clicking that search button you could find someone better.

In the real world this kind of trepidation doesn't happen as much because often people meet through shared events, or friends, or whatever. Even random encounters in the "real world" don't display this kind of "easy, can I do better" dilemma because in real-life people understand how rare that sort of thing really is. Where as on match.com there's an endless pool of single people all looking for the same thing. But is that necessarily a bad thing?

It makes perfect logical sense that a bunch of people with the same goal would come together like this. But as I said before, this kind of solution is just evolution. We created a very simple solution to a common "problem." And there are side-effects: objectification; invalidation from the sense of a "false" encounter (romantics would call it that at least, the people who believe in words like "fate" and "destiny"); and maybe even the feeling like you gave up and copped out, submitting yourself to this thing that anti-social losers do between games of World of Warcraft and driving their mothers to the grocery store and the pharmacy.

Where was I? Oh yeah, so I don't know whether or not to follow up on these winks. The reason for this is because every wink I get is from a more attractive person, who seems more interesting than the last. I keep thinking that if I hold out long enough Giselle Bunchen will have finally joined match.com and she'll wink at me and tell me how much she likes the picture of me where I'm holding a beer.